Consumed with noises swirling around, it is hard to listen. Twists and turns spin thoughts into a cocoon too tight to move. Struggling to squeeze through just a sliver of space to open air. Seeking silent air. Perhaps, whispered air laced with a voice of peace. Grace filled air. Mercies fresh with no tightly woven web. Liberty to stretch and shake loose from the prison of endless voices that have no meaning, no value. Remembering the freedom of that space. Breathing room. Inhale. Exhale. Torso expands and fills. Filling deep. Feeling deep. Then release. Slow release. Release the noise. Repeat.…
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I don’t have it all together. But I know the One that does. I continually fail. He has never failed. Doubts and fear attempt to assail me. He disperses all doubt and fear. I have no control over anything. He has complete control. I can stir up chaos just by sitting still. He calms it. I am selfish. He is selfless. I am full of hate. He is love. With so many issues barraging us from all sides, sometimes we need to stop the onslaught and consider the One who created us. For you have not received a spirit of…